JD Vance has climbed to his current position as former President Donald Trump’s running mate, in part, by selling himself as a hillbilly, calling on his Appalachian background to bolster … Continue reading →
Project 2025: A New Pax Romana.
After my parents’ divorce was made official and my mother was forced to return to the workforce, we suddenly were labeled low-income.
Dorothy Day’s nine months as a nurse at the height of a pandemic that killed 50 million people, deepened her commitment to the poor, homeless and abandoned.
Near the dry river’s water-mark we found
Your brother Minnegan,
Flopped like a fish against the muddy ground.
How do you pack up a whole house,
help your parents haul your toys thrown
in boxes from the liquor store, stuff them
in the back of the car in the middle
of the night because they can’t afford
to pay the rent they owe?
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A wind with a wolf’s head
Howled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
And sat on the floor.
Marge has run again, hiding out
at one neon motel after another
with her three small children.
The man at the front door wants work,
any job. Hand on the knob, I start
to turn him down, to swing the door’s weight
to, but then I consider my mother’s mother.
How It Feels to Be Hungry
The stakes for America’s poor and low-income families are huge this election.
O then, let the wealthy and gay
But see such a hovel as this,
That in a poor cottage of clay
They may know what true misery is.
We can still bend the arc of history through a ceaseless pursuit of beloved community.